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2002-07-06 11:43 p.m. settle for nothing i return from my adventures up north to news of fleeing and fighting. an interesting way to get a temporary suicide...i'll give him that. my adventures up north consisted of fighting my dreams in a basement...i think i lost. i did write quite a bit...none of it is any good. i tried to lose myself in a game, but it only reminded me. as did the frequent ringing of the phones. this evening i drove and cursed at random things...including a hospital. then i saw something i thought imaginary...it went boom...much like i'm thinking i will do soon. "A jail cell is freedom from the pain in my home Hatred passed on, passed on and passed on A world of violent rage But it's one that I can recognise Having never seen the colour of my father's eyes Yes, I dwell in hell, but it's a hell that I can grip I tried to grip my family But I slipped" old. previous |